The steward of the City Lord's Mansion on the stage glanced at Su Fusheng and smiled heartily: "Naturally, you can." If you are a young lady who has signed up, please take a seat on the left, and if you are interested in the scene, please take a seat on the right. After a pillar of incense, the talent is bigger, and it officially begins! ”

Su Fusheng heard the butler's answer, his eyebrows and eyes bent, and he was just about to go up with his footsteps. But his hand was grabbed, Su Fusheng turned his head to look, saw Di Xiuchen's frowning brows, and smiled: "Master, don't worry, I have confidence." ”

When the words fell, regardless of Di Xiuchen's reaction, he went directly to the stage along the stairs next to him.

And she didn't notice that Di Xiuchen frowned even deeper after hearing her answer.

A beggar can teach dance, heal, cook, and even write poetry...... What else would she not have? Or, what is she? Definitely not a beggar!

But if not a beggar, then who is she?

Even Yilou's information network can't find any clues about her, and the forces behind her are unusual.

And what about her purpose?

Di Xiuchen thought that he had been observing Su Fusheng's side, but he didn't find that she had a trace of purpose. What does it seems to be done casually, what is the purpose of such a person?

When Emperor Xiuchen was thinking about it seriously, the talented man on the stage had already begun.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as everyone knows, we have a big competition, a total of three rounds. The first round is calligraphy, the second round is poetry, and the third round is the first to score the questions. The three rounds have a total of 30 points, each round is a 10-point system, and the referee is a random three spectators on the spot, removing the highest score and the lowest score, and the middle score is the final score of the players. ”

"After three rounds, the person with the highest score is this year's Fengcheng talent!"

After announcing the rules, the housekeeper glanced at the young ladies on the stage and found that there were no objections before continuing to announce.

"Next, I would like to ask you to write a word. The content is not limited, just show your calligraphy. The time limit is a quarter of an hour, and after a quarter of an hour, three spectators will be selected to score the young lady. ”

As soon as the butler gave the order, everyone on the stage picked up the paper and pen that had been prepared on the table and started.

Because they are all sons and ladies of rich families, there are naturally scholars who grind ink around them, and there is no one else on the seat on the right except Su Fusheng.

After all, people who have confidence have already signed up when the talent Dabi released the news, and the seat on the right is just a decoration.

If you want to participate, you must be prepared well in advance.

It's really rare to be as interested in silver as Su Fusheng passing......

Su Fusheng had to do it himself because there was no one around, but fortunately, it was prepared by the housekeeper a long time ago, but it can be used by grinding it twice.

Just, what to write?

If the content is not limited, she is really embarrassed.

His eyes swept around the audience boredly, and when he saw the cold and dusty figure of his master, a spiritual light flashed in Su Fusheng's mind.

"Brush, brush!" Su Fusheng quickly grabbed the brush at hand and flew on the paper.

Time passed in a flash, everyone on the stage put down their pens, and Su Fusheng finally put down his pen at the last moment of the winding. Handing the paper to the attendant behind him who was in charge of taking care of the cheating, Su Fusheng didn't notice the complexity of the man's face.

This little girl won't be funny on stage, right?

How many years has the big competition been held, and I have never seen anyone put that kind of talk on the competition. Which young lady has not written poems and songs, and no one has ever written that kind of thing......

But no matter what, the person who wrote it was this little girl, and it wasn't him who won or lost.

The attendant behind him seemed to have foreseen the fate of Su Fusheng's elimination, and sighed and handed the paper to the butler.

The housekeeper put away the paper and spread it on the display shelf prepared in the morning, and everyone saw it clearly from the audience.

Especially the three referees who had just been temporarily selected by the housekeeper.

The housekeeper's work was only displayed for about five minutes, and after several people admired it, they immediately wrote the score on the score sheet in their hands.

Seeing the following scoring method, Su Fusheng had to sigh: The ancients have become fine! Such a modern way is really eye-opening for her!

The housekeepers showed them one by one, and everyone looked at them one by one.

Some words are dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, full of arbitrariness; Some of the characters are handsome and beautiful, gentle and regular......

"Returning Jun Mingzhu's tears, I hate to meet when I am not married."

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman. ”

“……”

There is anything to write, the expression of sending books, lovesickness and sadness, Su Fusheng sighed twice. Finally saw her work.

"You're not good at words, but I just want to hear liking from you." It's a favorite confession. Among the poems and songs, Su Fusheng's works are very eye-catching.

However, although the content of the writing is very strange, the font is really eye-catching.

A light crossed Di Xiuchen's eyes, and he quietly waited for the housekeeper to announce the score.

Su Fusheng looked at Di Xiuchen with a smile, and was about to appreciate his expression. However, his face was still paralyzed as always, without a trace of expression fluctuation.

But only Di Xiuchen knew that when he saw the last two words, his heart seemed to be touched. Like...... Is it?

In the end, although Su Fusheng was a little unreasonable because of the content, the score was still decent, with the highest score of seven points and the lowest score of four points. The middle score is five.

For the others, the highest is only eight points, and the lowest is ...... Naturally, he scored five points like Su Fusheng.

The first round ended quickly, and after the butler announced the scores, he soon announced the topic of the second round: Mei.

"With plum as the theme, a seven-word poem, a pillar of incense for a limited time."

After listening to the rules, everyone thought about it for a while and immediately put pen to paper. Su Fusheng tilted her head and thought about it, although she didn't want to borrow the achievements of the ancients, but it seemed that she couldn't write poems, huh?

Hehe, then borrow the routine of the heroine of the novel!

The corners of Su Fusheng's lips hooked up a smile, and he began to compose a poem.

"A red plum tree settles in the courtyard, and the dark fragrance floats to attract butterflies. The wind and snow are not afraid of high ambitions, and the sun rises and opens to the sun. ”

There are many modern people who like to compose poems, and this one was discovered by accident, and she admired the author at that time. Now it's just the right time to mix up the results.

When the time for a pillar of incense came, everyone stopped the pen in their hands, and a few people who didn't finish writing and wanted to continue writing were simply snatched away by the attendants behind.

Some people rejoice and some people worry.

The housekeeper randomly selected three more officials, and the scores came out quickly.

Everyone flipped through the poems one by one, and they didn't care whether they understood the poems or not, they just wanted to be lively.

But when the three of them saw Su Fusheng's poem, their eyes changed. From carelessness to surprise to respect and admiration.

There is no doubt that Su Fusheng got a high score, eight points!

Others may not have aura because the poem is not finished, or because the poem is not finished, so that Su Fusheng has the highest score.

Everyone in the audience never cared, and now when Su Fusheng won the highest score in one fell swoop, they were still confused. Some people are a little unconvinced, but in the end, the score is the score of random people among them.

Besides, after the fonts and poems were revealed, they didn't dare to say anything. This is indeed powerful!

The housekeeper was also very surprised that someone would take the stage temporarily this year, but it became the first place in the current ranking. Raising an eyebrow, the butler asked, "Now that the results have come out." So I wonder if this girl has thought about the third round of the game? ”

In the past, the third round was either poetry or temporary academic research. Nothing new.

Su Fusheng thought about it for a while, and decided to take what she started, Yinzi, I'm coming!

Thinking of a hundred bright silver, Su Fusheng's eyes were crooked with a smile. That's a hundred taels! She had saved up for a few months to save fifty taels of silver, and she spent it on the little wolf. Now it's a hundred taels, and the silver of white flowers is placed in front of you, don't be in vain!

"I don't know...... Have you ever heard of the idiom solitaire? ”

Everyone on the stage looked at each other, idiom solitaire? What the hell is that? The housekeeper also frowned, he had never heard of the idiom solitaire.

"I want to hear about it." A man on the stage who looked more gentle said respectfully.

Su Fusheng smiled, I really don't know! Wouldn't she have won?

"The idiom solitaire is simple. The sender utters an idiom, and the rest continue. Take the last word of the four-character idiom as the beginning of Solitaire until it can't be connected. ”

ps: It's a bit of a plot.,The partner who reads the book minds ~ the transitional plot......